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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 Sep 2006 18:50:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>not a poem just spoofed into a poemish thing</title>
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  <description>hay im alive and kicking im planing on living this year im goin to do all of my work im GONA PASS im gona love like never b4 im gona have a year to remember when im in the army all alown with out you their im gona look back on this year and remember what we did and what we had im gona be happy for a change im gona be up beat im gona impress you all im goin to show you a me you dint know existed and im just gona have fun like i havent b4</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Aug 2006 03:08:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>alive</title>
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  <description>i woud just like to tell all of you that i am still alive and im getting healthy(if you dont know what i meen then u never will)a doc app.is comin up wish me well thats it bye now</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 09 Jun 2006 13:58:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>fh</title>
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  <description>blah im just so bord i have like nothing to do im workin on my ame.exp final with my nessa i &amp;lt;3 her but im missin my  girl so much i only got to talk to her four about 2 mins last night its not cool  its really not cool but i have to go</description>
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  <lj:music>every time we touch</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">every time we touch</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Jun 2006 17:06:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>no teacher w00t</title>
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  <description>ok well im in science my teacher isint in school right now w00t i hate her with a passion she gave us a test today that no one knew what was goin on she never went over what was on the test it is quite fucked up we all wish to kill her but we helped eachother with the answers so hopefully we all pass we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lissa is my hero&lt;br /&gt;helyna is my dyket plain and simple&lt;br /&gt;anna.....not much to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so in love it rocks w00</description>
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  <lj:music>emo song</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 31 May 2006 15:07:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>meah</title>
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  <description>&quot;i still hear your voice when you sleep next to me&quot;&lt;br /&gt;im in such a dream state its like ill never know lonleyness again its like a feeling ive been looking for has been found evin tho its always been their its like only she knows me like shes the only one for me *sigh* i need her in danbury</description>
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  <lj:music>lesbian stuff</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 May 2006 18:21:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>cfhb</title>
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  <description>im at colins and im probly borin kat with my stupidity</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 May 2006 15:01:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>could death come sooner</title>
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  <description>so today i hit a wall it dosent evin hurt i hate life so much and im just done if i wasent wiccan i would more than lickly kill my self</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 11 May 2006 15:18:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>why</title>
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  <description>sometimes i just have to wonder who actuly cares and why they would nicole just said something that upset me she said she might go out with gabe again and i hate that boy with a passion hes such an emo boy AHHHHHHH!!!! i fuckin want to kill that fucker hes so stupid what dose she see in him what is it that he has that i dont (besides the dick) because hes an ASS!!!!! (and its not just &apos;cause hes a guy) will i ever be good enough for her....EVER! why do i evin care to be alive any more its useless she&apos;ll never be mine and i just dont want to live with this pain anymore *sigh*</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 05 May 2006 16:47:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dfgsb</title>
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  <description>why am i awake i NEED SLEEP NOw</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 01 May 2006 15:30:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>R.I.P Moose</title>
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  <description>well saterday i lost me cat moose she had a tumor on her toung and it went black so she had to be put down i held her when they gave her the drug ive helped her the last 3 months ive fead her threw the tube in her neck ive cleaned her ive babied her nonstop she was my cat i loved her im gona miss havin her in my room at night i dont think i will ever be ok from this ive lost the only thing in my family to love me</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Apr 2006 15:29:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>WOOT IM SICK&lt;br /&gt;Lissa i miss u&lt;br /&gt;helyna your wierd&lt;br /&gt;anna.......&lt;br /&gt;ok im done now</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Mar 2006 16:27:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>just stupid emotans</title>
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  <description>Another Broken Heart For The Garbage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time it’s real&lt;br /&gt;And its hear to stay&lt;br /&gt;I can’t help the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;I can’t help that I hate you so much&lt;br /&gt;And yet I love you&lt;br /&gt;You have my heart in your secret box&lt;br /&gt;Locked away for only you&lt;br /&gt;You know what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;You know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;You know the pain inside&lt;br /&gt;You know I want to die&lt;br /&gt;You don’t know what its like&lt;br /&gt;To have the pain rip you apart&lt;br /&gt;To feel your heart ripped apart at the seams&lt;br /&gt;Every stitch I put in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Has ripped right open&lt;br /&gt;Every tear that falls&lt;br /&gt;They are falling for you&lt;br /&gt;Falling for your memory&lt;br /&gt;That lingers inside&lt;br /&gt;The memory in which &lt;br /&gt;You said those 3 simple words&lt;br /&gt;And I actually believed in them&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want my heart back&lt;br /&gt;You can keep it&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want it any more&lt;br /&gt;It’s useless it’s never right&lt;br /&gt;I’ll rip my heart out and give it to you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll give it all bloodied and broken&lt;br /&gt;And fall for you once again&lt;br /&gt;Because I still believe in those&lt;br /&gt;3 simple words you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i have been feeling lately im amazed that i actually got it out but the thing is that when you said that you would be mine back then it gave me hope but to have that ripped away hurts so damn much that it almost killed me to not have you here in my arms to not be mine like i said u would.......idk.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 06 Mar 2006 12:47:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>anger for the world today</title>
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  <description>ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh anger for the world right their&lt;br /&gt;ok so if i where to die tommorow no one would really care ok thats it bye now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lurve anna, heleyna, and of corse most of all lissa</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 02 Mar 2006 12:51:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>y</title>
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  <description>well sence ppl dont pay attion to me anyway im gona rant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i wright a poem on allpetry an it just goes to show no onwe really cares any more so i just give up on it all i give up on the consept of &quot;love&quot; i give up on theis &quot;life&quot; if u can evin call what i do living i cry almost every night now my grandma is in the hosipatal and i want to die i think i&apos;ll end this here so bye now</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2006 13:08:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>meah</title>
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  <description>well last night was shitty but i&apos;ll deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE DRUGS W0000000000TTTTTTup?(THANK HELEYNA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w00t im gona be happy all today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i already hit something with my moms car ha ha ha ha ha ha&lt;br /&gt;o well at least she and to mad at me for it she was odly ok witth it idk she scared me last night</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 02 Feb 2006 15:58:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>missin my grandma</title>
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  <description>i close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;i see her&lt;br /&gt;i hear her voice as if shes right next to me&lt;br /&gt;i hear her her yell at thew stupid court people&lt;br /&gt;i hear her tea cetal&lt;br /&gt;i see her smiling face as it always was&lt;br /&gt;i See her apartment how it used to be&lt;br /&gt;i see the door to her apartment&lt;br /&gt;i go downstairs&lt;br /&gt;its not the same&lt;br /&gt;i hear birds chirping&lt;br /&gt;i see the tombstone&lt;br /&gt;and i feel the tears drop&lt;br /&gt;as i begin to remember as it used to be&lt;br /&gt;how it was when you where still alive&lt;br /&gt;i will always love you Grandma &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did this for a class i read it to them and i was crying so bad. i cryied befor i evan began to read this and i cryied the whol class peroud because i had never talked out loud about her because it hurt so bad, but i think its time to start letting her go its ben about 7-8 years and i still feel like shes gona walk threw the door any day now....</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2006 13:02:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>fdshtewjtr4</title>
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  <description>i dont know what to do any more&lt;br /&gt;my life is in a never ending hell&lt;br /&gt;my wings are bluddied and broken again&lt;br /&gt;my wings and heart go hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;one is the other and i cant stand this&lt;br /&gt;this pain is all too real&lt;br /&gt;she wants to fix them&lt;br /&gt;she wants to try and help&lt;br /&gt;but i dont think im gona lett her&lt;br /&gt;i have grown fond of the pain&lt;br /&gt;ita all my own&lt;br /&gt;ive been hurt so many times&lt;br /&gt;kickied when im down&lt;br /&gt;i thought he was my friend&lt;br /&gt;i loved him Matt that is&lt;br /&gt;i thought when i had him it would all be ok&lt;br /&gt;but i was wrong it was worse&lt;br /&gt;because he left&lt;br /&gt;just like i knew he would&lt;br /&gt;he left to another state&lt;br /&gt;and hes no where to be found&lt;br /&gt;when my NANNA diyed&lt;br /&gt;i kept the pain all in&lt;br /&gt;just like i did with my grandma B.&lt;br /&gt;i helped my grandma with every thing&lt;br /&gt;she was a mother&lt;br /&gt;when my mom wasent around&lt;br /&gt;i cant evin talk about her with out crying&lt;br /&gt;their is so much non of you know about me&lt;br /&gt;and its killin me&lt;br /&gt;but this is what i take&lt;br /&gt;i take the bad for the good&lt;br /&gt;the pain over happyness&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ll take eternal torment over happyness&lt;br /&gt;every single day of the week&lt;br /&gt;but this is just who i am&lt;br /&gt;and i hope you understand a little more about me</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2006 13:07:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>RRRR</title>
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  <description>as we all know im a fucking ass hole who should die.&lt;br /&gt;bet besides that im deppressed yet again. w00t&lt;br /&gt;well i have nothing really to say yea good bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/28/06&amp;lt;3333</description>
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  <lj:mood>cheerful</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Jan 2006 16:29:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>well here it is</title>
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  <description>ok so latly i have ben deppresssed i have looked at my razor and my knife and i wonder why did i stop why did i quit. i dont evin see a reason to get mad at ppl for it, when all the time i want to, their are so many times when i wish i could take it all back, i wish i could kill myself. but i dont want to hurt people i love. mabey thats why i hate love, mabey thats why i should just not have friends. then i could die and no one would care, i just wish i could bleed out. blead till theirs nothing left. i have had enought of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wroght this calm so read it calm&lt;br /&gt;i have had enough of LJ so bye</description>
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  <lj:music>Hold on</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>lazy</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 16 Dec 2005 18:08:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ok so im really sick like i want to die sick my head and neck hurt so fucking bad ok so i think im just about over nicole but now that im allmost over her i dont know if i want to be or not. i think i still love her but i dont know why she keeps playing games with me it is so fucking confusing. she has a boyfriend and i have a girlfriend but we still flirt, latley i have ben going back to my memories and i see how we where when we where sitting in the pizzeria and all the qustions i asked her but i dont know what is real its like that day when she said she would go out with me if she wasent with chris. but i honstly think that she dosent feel like that any more or that she really ever did. i dont know why it hurts this much but its as if its riping my heart out with the feelings im trying to get rid of. the deppression i thought i was getting rid of by not liking her any more is actuly gettring worse. i dont know how to deal with it but its like my heart is bleading and i cant stop it. i have to go im on the verg of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                           &amp;gt;&lt;janine&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>jack off jill</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Dec 2005 16:30:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>well b4 i tried to wright one and i ran out of time in class so im back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if their is one thing i cant deal with is when someone makes my girl sad in ame. exp. 3rd my girls cousin was lookin for her stupidly i told her where she would be 4th in the middle of the break my girl comes to me about to cry the cousin went in the class i was in pulled out caitlin and started yellin at her about some fucked up falily thing after caitlin had enough she came back in the class and started to cry on my shoulder be this time it was the end of the break so i was trying to compfurt her while it was time to go because the bell was ringing mind you i have class with the cousin. so during class i would look over at debbie and glare at her and i maid it so that she knew i was glairing at her i want to attack her so freaking bad like you dont evin know ok i have to go not and vent some more bye.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 Dec 2005 16:29:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>anger</title>
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  <description>ok so latley i have ben verry verry angry and i dont evin know why! it is so odd. i screamed at my teacher this mornin because she told me to move. lol she didnt like it to much. but she got the hint and left me alown. idk whats goin on any more mare later bye</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2005 12:53:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>feelin a little alown</title>
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  <description>ok so the past few days i have ben feelin so down its like no one can bring me out of it not evin caitlin or nicole i just need someone to give me a fucking reason to be alive any more i hate feelin like this. i hate pretending that im ok when im deffnatly not. i have not ben my self and its gettin to me. i just wish i could dissapear. i really just need to be alown for a while but i dont know how to tell people well i guess this will do the job.... i think i&apos;m bein dramitic witch happens alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats the point&lt;br /&gt;when all i do is hurt you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats my reason&lt;br /&gt;to be alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant i &lt;br /&gt;just be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i &lt;br /&gt;have to hide my self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will&lt;br /&gt;i finaly be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who are&lt;br /&gt;you to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who are you&lt;br /&gt;to tell my how to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where do&lt;br /&gt;i go from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is&lt;br /&gt;my heart liying</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Dec 2005 13:04:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ok so last night i had a dream where my girlfriend broke up with me on our aneversy witch is this sunday comin up, oddly its also claire&apos;s b-day party so i have to get her a gift and get caitlin flowers and a card to go with the elephant pillow i got her its purple hehe. i still dont get how she loves me but im glad she dose. so im in math right now wheir doin something with postulates and im so lost lol. (what is sss, sas, asa, and aas?) sorry math confuses me i still dont see how this will help in my life i dont see that at all!!! ok im gona go now befor i bore you to badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         -neen-</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Nov 2005 16:20:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr</title>
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  <description>They’re where days when life was simple. When I could be me with out having to worry what any one thought. I was &quot;punk&quot; but I still played sports, something people hadn’t seen before. I was so happy I didn&apos;t have to think what any one thought. Then something elts happed. I went in to high school I began to look at girls not as friends. I was interested but I thought it was wrong I was a girl looking at girls. I told people and then they looked at me as a &quot;punk sport playing lesbian&quot; and that was wrong. I lost my friends I gained some back, but it was still not the same I missed the old ones I had. I tried to forget it but it wasn’t something to forget. I was a lesbian in 9th grade people thought it was wrong. Not I’m in 11th and every where I turn they’re all bi or gay. My old friends told that they are bi and I was angry. They shunned me, and maid me think I didn&apos;t belong in society. And they turn around and become bi with out as much as an apology it pisses me of. Those of us that are really gay and told that where fakes. All because they don’t know the real us. I wish the days when my life was simple came back when people where real. i hate people who are fake and make it like &quot;o every one is gay so i guess i must be bi so i can fit in&quot; bitch you are strate get over your self</description>
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